The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1887-09-08


Aa intangible resemblance 10 Miss Glyn-
dons face TO some long dormsss memory
puzzled him.
Suddenly, with ringing laugh, Master
Hugh reached up one dimplel hand. and
seinng hold Of the tall tortoiss-shell comb
which lowered above her shapely head.
and held in place the heavy coilsof golden
hair. wound about 10 simph coronet.
like fashion. pulled it from its place.
NOV the pretty lady looks like a pio-
iurer' hs exclaimed iriumphausly, point
ing to bis picture book.
my darling boy. how conld Jcnr ex-
claimed his mother. Il hope you will
pardon him. Miss Glyndon. Hs is truly
spoiled child.
II beg 10 differ with you, said Gerald
coming to the rescue. and catching Hugh
up 10 his arms. The boy has IN artists
eye He sav that we bad among US The
Fair one with the Golden Locks. and be
very properly wished 10 call atsantion 70
the fact !. for one, thank him"
But l fear Miss Glyndon does not
share iu your feelings, Gerald. said the
annoyed hostess, glancing at her guest.
BY this time oil trace OF Hugh's mis-
chieynus feat had vanished. Miss Glyn-
1on's slender finger had gathered up the
mass OF burnished gold. and she had again
wound il around her head and replaced
her comb, She was evidently not oheId-.
ed, and Hugbs mamma breatbed freely
again.
Did you ever see such magnificent
head Of hair 10 your lifeY' asked Blanche
Of Gerald, afterward; $50 long and silky,
and Of such peculiar tawny gold color"
"Yes, said Gerald slowly. II have.
But only once.
That night, after he went to his room,
1t was to dream Of proud young head
bending from its stately poise to play with
tiny boy. Until now he had been fancy
free. But this girl with her mingled dig
nifty and sweetness had completely capti-
vated him.
"Who is Miss Glyndon?" he asked, one
day OF bis cousin.
There is quite romantic story con
oected with her" was the answer. "Her |
father and mother made runaway match |
aud incurred the dispessure OF their FAM |
/ rLa,r h.,n sal g.. a
in poverty. The husband died first, then |
the wife. Then the grandparents relented |
when it was too late, and took Genevra |
home She spends part of her time with |
one set OF relatives, and part with the
other. They all idolize her"
"And well they may, il the woman has
fulfilled the promise Of her childhood" |
for Gerald had at last recognized Gnevra.
"Why, what do you know OF her?" ask
ed Blanche, wonderingly.
But Gerald had disappeared.
Invitations were ou. for fete. The |
guests we're to appear IN fancy costume
appropriate to the sylvan character Of the
entertainment which was TO be an out |
door one.
1t was brilliant scene. Robin Hood |
in his dress Of green, surrounded by a
band Of merry archers Diana the huntress,
crowned with her silver crescent, and car
rying her bow and quiver; woodland and
fairies wearing their emblem flowers;
water sprites, and other quaint and rural
impersonations
Gerald had learned from Blanche that
Gnevra Glyndon was to appear as Undine.
So, for purposes Of his own, he took the
character Of Neptune, and no one could
recognize him as he came up upon the
grounds, leaning upon huge trident, and
with long gray hair and beard hanging
down upon his shoulders and breast.
Gineyra was dressed in some thin, shin.
ing material spangled thickly with pearls.
Around her neck was clasped necklace
OF tiny brilliants, from which hung mag
nifi sent pendent which caught the light
at every motion. A wreath OF water lilies
with some half open buds dropped low
over her white forehead Her hair hing
in long, shining waves almost to her feet,
and through 1T twisted strings OF pearls,
with now and then diamond flashing ont
its white light like drop OF dew.
She stood by fountgin which threw its
crystal sprays high up into the air from,
the mouth OF dolphin, and fell in its
return upon the head OF marble water
nymph, IN millions Of sparkling drops
Ginevra looked the very spirit Of the scene.
Alter a time page approached, bearing
an exquisite box made Of mother of pearl.
with hinges Of tiny gold shells. He pre-
sented it 20 her with low ebeisance, say
ing
Neptune, the monarch OF the sea,
sends greetings to his sister sovereign.
Undine, and begs an interview"
Ginevra bowed with stately grace as she
answered 10 the same spirit.
'Hs wish is granted; Iawait his royal
pleasure"
Then, Is the page returned TO bis mas
ter With her message, she pressed upon
the dainty spring which fastened the box
and it flew open. disclosing coil Of tawny
gold hair. upon which was written . dat e
and name--tbat OF Pierre Duvsl Like
a flash came back to her the scene which
bad occurred so long ago, and whose chief
actor had disappeared again 30 entirely
ont Of her life. She turned toward the
approaching figure, too surprised and
excited 10 continue to assume part.
II pray you" she said. entreatingly.
ITO tell me all you know OF the noble
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